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I Sit and I Feel it

posted 4 Feb 2019, 03:09 by Peter Morgan   [ updated 4 Feb 2019, 03:13 ]
I sit and I feel it I sit some more whilst it swells It’s in my heart that’s where it dwells My gut is bursting full of it All the while I sit and sit I sit and I feel it It wants to rise up in my chest I wish It would sit down to rest Now rising up , a tidal wave My eyes are leaking ‘n’ can’t behave All the while I sit and sit I sit and I feel it I hear my mind say ‘run away’ ‘Make it better just go and play’ My thoughts are strong but I remain To quash this thing would be in vain All the while I sit and sit I sit and I feel it Bit by bit it shrinks back down Flowing away from my head and crown It’s fading now I feel it slow This thing called sadness decides to go All the while I sit and sit I sit and I feel it It ebbs away becoming distant In its wake there no resistance I’m stronger now I feel blessed To sit and feel is always best And all the while I sit and sit

By Angela

Tags: Letting be, Tolerance, Equanimity, Impermanence